Fifteen years ago, I discovered I get seasick. We went on a small boat cruise out of Juneau, Alaska for our honeymoon and it quickly became apparent that I could not drink alcohol AT ALL when on the boat. As long as I didn’t drink, I was just a bit queasy. Over the years, I’ve had a number of opportunities to confirm this, including a boat trip between islands in the Azores with rough seas while suffering from morning sickness with Jones. Last year, I tried a non-drowsy formula of dramamine and managed to survive a boat ride out to the Dry Tortugas. The waves were huge and I think Beer Geek, myself, and the crew were the only ones who didn’t get sick.
So, when Beer Geek suggested that we take a float plane ride over the glaciers, the first thing I did was grab some drugs. ;o)
Are you tired of Alaska pictures yet? I’m happy to keep sharing if you want…
On the running front, the Virginia heat is killing me. I ran a miserable 3.5 miles yesterday where I forgot how much heat sucks and went out way too fast. Today I ran 5.5 miles on the treadmill and I was absolutely soaked. I think my running bra and shorts were as wet as my swimsuit was when I got out of the pool earlier today. On Saturday, the projected high is 100 degrees and I’m running a 5k. I’m pretty sure a PR is not in my future. ;o)